Unknown Number: Well you gotta give me something! Hell, anything! You can't just dangle this in front of me for the rest of my life! Me: I wasn't planning on it... Unknown Number: Blackmail is a crime, you know! Me: I'M NOT BLACKMAILING YOU! Unknown Number: WHERE'S YOUR SENSE OF ADVENTURE! YOU GET AN OPPORTUNITY LIKE THIS AND YOU SEIZE IT!! JEEZE!!! AND HERE I WAS HOPING YOU'D DO SOMETHING!!! Me: ...you want me to...blackmail you??

❝I- what? What are you talking about? Who is this?❞ ❝Well the bathroom stall says that this number is the gateway to a good time, and unless you're trying to say that a bathroom stall is lying to me, I think I need a little more information to be sold. Do you have like a yelp page I could look up? Past customer reviews? How many stars out of five?❞ ❝What are yo- oh my god, I'm going to fucking kill Marie.❞ (alternatively called: a lot of people shit with pens) written in dialogue // cover by xhemmingshugsx

"Hello, thank yo-" "Yeah, yeah cut the crap. I'd like to order a large pepperoni pizza with extra cheese and garlic bread on the side." "Uh, ma'am.. We don't sell pizzas." "What are you talking about?" "You called the Taco House. We sell tacos." "...WHAT IS IT GRANDMA? YOU DROPPED YOUR TEETH IN THE TOILET AGAIN? Well, it seems like I've got an emergency to attend. Gotta go!" cover made by the lovely @write0013

When Judaline gets a call from her college's latest soccer star, she doesn't expect him to be a goof. But self-proclaimed goofball, Caleb White makes it his mission to impress the sassy girl with cheesy song lyrics, childish talks and lots of laughter. One phone call. Many songs. Lots of smiles. "So do you like the Beatles?" ''Y-yeah, why do you-" "Hey Jude, don't make it bad-" "Please don't." "Take a sad song and make it better." " ............" __________________________________ These are a series of dialogues over text/call. ____________________________________ HIGHEST RANKING: #1 Call #1 Dialogue #2 Pick up lines

"Hey Megan, did you find those notes?" "Uh, I think you have the wrong number, Sir." One wrong number with a very sweet outcome.

❝hey, sweet cheeks❞ ❝do i know you?❞ ❝damn, i'm offended after all we have been through❞ ❝wrong number?❞ ❝try stolen number, babe❞ in which a boy steals a girl's number from his friends phone. ________________________________ highest ranking: #eleven in short story lowercase intended

"Sure, your are Lily. Now stop playing I need advice on how to stop-" "Getting a boner." "No, I need to know how to-" "Suck the D." "LILY!" "IM NOT LILY! You do know, you have the wrong number." Cameron Rivers called this phone number to get out of therapy, having to take medicine and other things he is forced to do. But as he calls the phone number it turns out to be a wrong phone number with a no-filter, bubbly girl named Iridescent Meadows. He offered her to be his advisor even though he didn't know her well. She accepted and they became best friends along the way. All he wanted was advice but as it turns out along the way he might just get something else too. A comedy story filled of jokes to brighten your day, advice to help everyone, friendship and possibly even more. After all she is the pencil to his broken, wrinkled up paper. Previously called "Advice for the teens"

"But that's what you love about me, my dirty side, eh?" "Please remove your mouth from my ear before I place my fist on top of your jaw in a very fast motion." "Ooh, kinky. I didn't know you like it fast, ay Jordan?" "..." "You see what I mean when I said I'm the type of boy that will make any girl speechless." "What, with your ugly face?" "Well...damn." ~ Jordan was a girl. Alfie was a boy. They were best friends. Pfft, yeah like that's ever gonna work. (Dialogue story) Warning ⚠️ I wrote this all in one day when I was younger so it's not the most amazing story it's simple, cheesy and if you want a laugh and nothing too serious then continue on to the book. (Ignore the grammar mistakes I haven't fully edited it yet)

** on hold - editing old chapters ** "Somewhere in between losing myself and finding myself, I fell in love with you." In which Lena vents to a stranger through a series of texts.

When Helena finds a phone on the night train, she decides to text the first number in the list of contacts in order to figure out who it belongs to. ***** Helena Santos hasn't had the easiest life. At twenty-one, she's the legal guardian of her teenage sister, in the final year of her nursing degree, and working night shifts at her small-town's local bar. And things get a lot more complicated when she finds a phone on the train home and decides to text the first number in the list of contacts, in hopes of tracking down its owner. That contact? Adam Bauer; the charismatic, sweet, and refreshingly honest older brother of the person who lost their phone. As the two continue talking, they can't ignore the chemistry and growing feelings between them, but life is never that simple. To make things work, Helena and Adam need to juggle a troubled sister, a meddlesome ex-boyfriend, and one fat lawsuit - all intent on keeping them apart. [[word count: 40,000-50,000 words]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains swearing, mature themes, and sexual content.